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 Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 2:34 pm
Torra looked at him. That was a sad fact. Angels could fix such things, but never gave things for free, and the price was hardly worth the gain. "I'm sorry to hear that. On the bright side, she is loved. And I'm sure there is someone in the world who would love to have her." *This is odd, I'm never so chipper.*
Terra walked over to Remonee, gave a small bow, "You don't plan to sit here by yourself all night do you? That would be quite lonely." She was trying to make light conversation, even though she knew she wouldn't get an actual answer, she figured even a small smile would be better than sitting here bored and alone.
Torra was shocked to see Terra interacting with the fae, she was all for the rules of their people, and technically she was breaking them, they all were. But it would be a nice change among all the creatures if each sector would get over old feuds and be at peace. And if lesser demons and angels wouldn't do it, then the three of the greater demons would. Her uncle seemed to be all for the idea. She noticed he kept sneaking glances at Remonee. Though he would never admit it out loud.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 2:49 pm
Remonee shrugged, not looking up. She sighed and wrote on the window. Talk isn't something someone as cold as I am is good at. She drew a picture in frost, but the face of the man she drew was plain. She couldn't fill it in because she had no one to love. Her glance shifted to Toma then back to the window. Even though he was a bit older then her, he made her heart flutter.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 3:08 pm
"I think everyone has something to say." Terra gave her a small smile. "And though you are the ruler of winter, I don't believe you are so empty and cold. It's all a matter of the people you surround yourself with."
Torra turned to refill her cup and her bare arm brushed Mikals' arm. Her heart stopped for a second. She looked up and made eye contact with him. Her eyes widened, *That only happens when demons touch other demons.* Maybe there was more to him then she knew. Perhaps she should ask, but she didn't want to be too forward. It wasn't her business after all.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 3:30 pm
Mikal sighed. "I see you sensed it. My demon blood." He looked away, his attitude completely different from a moment ago. He leaned against the wall, feeling Amera's annoyed look at his shift in attitude. "I'm just a half dark Fae with dirty blood." He sighed
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 3:57 pm
Torra knitted her eyebrows. Had she heard him right? He thinks that demon blood is dirty? She looked at her cup, "I see." She paused feeling anger start to bubble in her stomach. "I didn't know that demon blood was considered dirty among the dark fae." She set her glass down on the table, "Well if that is how you feel then I don't know if I want to talk to someone who can't be proud of who they are. I am a half demon. And though I am not as strong as other demons, I embrace it." She thought of her mother, yelling at her father about random things. He wasn't afraid of her, but he cringed at the power she beamed. He had called her a demon in her own right. Such a tiny woman she was, and yet she feared nothing. This is why she embraced her human blood. There was no fear or shame, there was nothing but love.
Torra didn't understand why he had such an effect on her emotions. She barely knew this man. She shouldn't care what he thinks. But she did. She took a breathe, "I see no reason for a dark fae to not want to be half demon. It should amplify the power in you if anything." She felt a stab of hurt. How could she like someone who thought the blood that flowed through her veins, her sisters veins and her uncles veins and even his own could be dirty?
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 4:03 pm
Toma sighed lightly before walking over to Torra. "Are you alright." He asked placing his hand on her shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 4:10 pm
Mikal looked at her like she had slapped him. He turned away and gave Amiera a silent wave. "Sorry princess. Didn't mean to offend you. I guess that's why I keep my mouth shut." He said before disappearing.
Amiera walked over to her. "He told you hes part demon didn't he?" She asked. "Guess he gave his brothers opinion of himself. Mikal has been treated badly for being of two Fae and Demon heritage."
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 4:50 pm
"I'm sorry and I didn't want him to leave. I know I was a bit harsh with what I said, but it's just, how could someone who has demon blood tell somebody who is a demon that their blood is dirty? I'm more demon than human but I'm still a half blood. I don't understand why it's such an awful thing." She straightened her shoulders. "I am fine."
Then she gave him a sly look, "I happened to notice while standing here that you keep looking at Ms Remonee uncle dear. Why not go talk to her?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 4:58 pm
Toma looked towards Remonee then back at Torra and sighed. "I'd make a fool of myself if I tried. Your father is the one who knows how to talk to girls. All I have goin for me is brute strength."
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:03 pm
"Remonee has a thing for you too you know. She would be happy to hear you talk to her." Amiera told him. "And Torra, Mikal didn't leave entirely. He just disappeared. His half brother has always called him a dirty blood. Mikal knows he hurt your feelings. And I can tell he likes you. If you want my opinion, he just needs time to think of an apology. He's the only dark Fae I know that is crying in the shadows because he screwed up his chance with a pretty girl."
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:07 pm
"Well you won't know until you try." She shoved him hard enough he bumped into Terra.
Terra fell onto the floor with a thud. "That was very rude." She got up and walked over to the piano and sat down. "Amiera may I play?"
Torra watched her sister. *Why was she in such a grouchy mood all the sudden? No matter, I'm going to try to have a good time.* Though she felt Mikals absence more than she should have. *What is the matter with me? Have I not learned my lesson from the last time?* She sat in one of the finely crafted chairs that were placed around the table.
"If that is true then he should stick up for himself. Family is supposed to support you through hard times. Not begrudge you for being something you cannot control." But the thought of him actually liking her made her heart beat a bit faster.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:15 pm
Remonee looked over as he bumped Terra.
Amiera nodded to Terra and sighed. She felt Mikal's energy from one of the bedrooms and tapped Torra on the shoulder. "Hes in the room with the black door. Talk to him. He really is a good guy." She said, looking up to see Dark energy emanating from the door and starting to swallow her hallway.
Mikal was inside the room. His aura was swirling around him as he kicked himself for screwing up. He felt like he had just made the biggest mistake of his life and he didn't know if Torra would forgive him. He wished he didn't have to guard Amiera so he could go to his mother and ask for Dispersment from Fae. It would allow him to leave and disappear forever if he chose to.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:22 pm
She smiled. "Let's go do some damage control then." She got up and walked to his room. Her skin felt the chill of darkness as soon as she got near the door. She knocked twice. "Mikal, may I speak with you?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:33 pm
Toma blushed slightly as he looked at Remonee. "Hello miss." He left foolish only greeting the beautiful fae. 'How does that runt of a brother of mine do this and stay so calm.' He thought to himself as he felt his face grow even hotter.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 5:38 pm
On the second knock, the door creaked open a bit. Mikal stood by the wall in the far corner. Blood was trickling down his face as he let his emotions out. Dark Fae cried blood, and they rarely cried at all. He turned towards her, hanging his head when he saw her standing in the door way. "I'm sorry Torra... I didn't mean what I said...." Blood dripped from his eyes as his feelings drained from him.
Remonee wrote hello on the window and smiled. She patted the window seat next to her. She was all smiled for this demon and was now wishing she could talk.
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